By the guppy
Date: 23 August 2000
winter harvest
thankful mirror
your surface filled with marble
slain eyes of enemies no longer choose to scorch your depths
even they retreat at futility's promise
the stone wanes in vampiric ascent
casting wisps of lifeless smoke
to etch your face
eternal
marked in no unclear terms
love has no right here
to twist and burn
unwelcomed as any corrosive vision
glyphs scripted in protective measure
where passion's tainted presence once danced
tears of ice shall fall
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